As Star-Plucking Venerable was a Void Refining cultivator, what Spirit Transformation cultivator would dare meet his eyes on ordinary days?
Even looking at him, they would only dare to gaze up carefully.
But at this moment, Star-Plucking Venerable was instead filled with worry and fear.
Especially after personally witnessing Venerable Yu Fu die, that terror was magnified without limit.
At this moment, when he looked at Ye Jingcheng, he was not looking at a Spirit Transformation cultivator; it felt more like he was looking at a senior Body Integration sage lord who could take his life at any moment...
Amid this absurdity, the only thought left in his mind was to flee.
Before him, those spirit talismans, whether sixth-rank or seventh-rank, were hurled out all at once. Some spirit pills that overdrew his potential to briefly raise his strength were swallowed whole by him like beans.
But all of this still seemed pale and powerless. The Spirit-Sealing Token had already descended above him, and the Void Cloud Five Dragons Grand Formation had already been set up.
Five dragon shadows came pincer-attacking from five directions.
High in the air, the Purple Luan Eagle once again unleashed the Seven-Flame Ancient Lamp and its dharma-aspect divine ability.
Ye Zhijian's battle formation also arrived before him once more. That sword from the Longevity Immortal Scripture hung across the void, sword intent surging, timeless and extraordinary.
Those spirit talismans and divine abilities were instantly and easily broken by the sword, the ancient lamp, and the dragon shadows.
Star-Plucking Venerable still wanted to activate the Star-Plucking Sword and Nine-Star Robe, to make a desperate last stand and charge into the entrance of the secret realm.
But before his Star-Plucking Sword could fly out, he saw that in Ye Jingcheng's pupils, a brilliantly mottled illusory dragon was